Saturday, September 13, 2008

Ode to Wedding Dress

Oh dear dress I love thee so,
Only now I have to run, so my butt wont grow.
With you I am so in love
Do you have to fit just like a glove?
My legs hurt, they are so sore,
And honestly I looked fine before.
I’ve never been worried about my weight,
So now look what you helped create.
You squeeze me in, and push me up
In you it appears that I grew a cup.
Because your mine, I now walk the line
But even you wont stop me from drinking my wine.
Yes I adore you and you fill me with glee.
I just hope when I wear you I wont have to pee.

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